... or I'm in a really bad shap. I think I'll go with the latter albeit it doesn't sound that promising.
Haven't been feeling good lately and I've managed to screw up my entire daily rhythm, so I haven't been to the gym much lately. At 6.09 I decided to go to SpinnPump. The instructor (I'm sure I've mentioned her before... the one that hugged me on Valentine's Day nearly a year ago) said she had been scared when I had walked in; she explained she had thought about me last night at BodyCombat and again in the car on her way to work and had thus been taken aback seeing me walk through the door. Good that I didn't greet her the way I considered; I was thinking about expressing my having a relatively good day and happiness to see her again for such a long time by calling out to her "Good morning, gorgeous! [Huomenta, kaunotar]". Good that I didn't. Might have freaked her out even more.
And I'm not kidding, she is gorgeous. Stunning. Head-over-heels beutiful. And despite of that, so nice and positive (sometimes to the point of being annoying... but you can't feel annoyed with her for long) and funny and caring and everything. Her husband had better realise how lucky he is.
Thank you, P, for making me feel so much better!
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And now yours truly goes to bed. When I said I've screwed up my sleeping rhythm, I wasn't kidding. Last Sunday I woke up at 6.30 *PM* and decided that was too far, so I stayed awake for the next 26 hours with only half an hour of sleep in the afternoon. On Wednesday (nice... I even have to think what day it is) I for some reason managed to ignore the alarm clock and woke up at 3.30 PM wondering it's quite dark for 11 AM. Right... eleven my arse... But it doesn't matter. I'm awake during the important hours and I can work on the essays and exams at home. No lectures left for this year anymore. But I do have an exam on 20th of December. I console myself with the thought that the professor I don't like (the one saying none can get a grade higher than an M out of their MA theses!) is going to have to live through the holiday break thinking he has at least one exam to grade right away when he gets back to the university in the beginning of January. Not much but I'll treasure the thought.
Posio vaikenee, mutta vain hetkeksi,
Splenetic ;)
Oh, and I am a member of the Faculty Board!!! I can only say the following in Finnish without watering down the connotations: vähänkö näyttää hyvältä seeveessä!!! YAY!!! WHOHOAAA!!! YAY to the power of fantazillion!!!
4 kommenttia
millikan
4.12.2008 10:57
...and how will you use the power given to you?
I also note that apparently application to faculty board is a bit looser process for humanist faculty, I know some people who were in natural sciences faculty board and one year I was one of the people selecting and negotiating who we should recommend there...this process included eg. interviews :)
Splenetic
4.12.2008 20:54
At first, I won't. I have to get to know to the whole system first. And since you're probably referring to my hatred towards the male gender; no, I'm not going to ditch them in the Board. The hatred is personal, the objecticity is academic. Empiric, that's the key.
As for the looser process... My guess is that the amount of people doing any student activities has dropped in all organisations, so they have to take what they can. It's probably due to this 'must graduate faster' atmosphere in the academic world. Even in the faculty of humanities.
millikan
5.12.2008 10:45
Yeah, that diminishing of organisation activity is sad and one of the points why I criticize the "must graduate faster" (incidentally, I was onvolved in organisations and graduated in...eight years).
Though also from what I have heard from people who have studied in several faculties, the student associations in ML are considerably more organised than in Humanities. Which for example leads to selection of faculty members being concentrated (and several people going there already have experience on department boards etc.)
But anyway, congratulations and good luck!
Splenetic
8.12.2008 16:38
Thank you! And, by the way, I just might beat your eight years... fifth year going on and I'm not even a Bachelor yet. I'm pretty much a lost case already so I might as well spend a few more years around doing student activities that look good on my CV.